TIG: Someone Else's Game.Something has changed inside me I don't know what,But I'm glad for it.I'm through playing by the rules of someone else's game.I'm in charge now.It's like we're In the middle ofa bull's match. One Black bull. One White bull. The Black symbolizing Light.The White symbolizing Darkness. I'm the Black bull. You're The White.We're playing by my rules now,Will you win?Will I? Or Will We Keep Playing Until We Destroy EVERYTHING?EVERYBODY?OURSELVES?
Never! DON'T YOU SEE?!No matter how much you care,No matter how much you love them,They will AWLAYS pic their own kind over you!OVER ME!You can't match them!You can't become one of them!IT'S HELPLESS!! I'LL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH.
Goodbyes. I probably should've been nicer.I probably should've listened. I probably should've cared.I probably should've helped.I probably should've confessed.And, I probablyshouldn't have lied...Now I'llNEVER Get To Say MyGoodbyes..
Memories. We can't helpBut to hold on to them.They're the only thing that don'tChange,Even when the people do.They're the only thing that don'tGo,Even when the person does. So Many Memories....Where Are ThePeople?
Blues and Purples I love how my friendsfavorite colors are blues and purples.I hate most of those.Although, I see them everyday.Not on my frieds, but on me.They cover my arms,all over my legs and back,Then sometimes on my face. Ironic,Isn't it?
I'm SorryI'm sorry if I hurt you.I'm sorry if I made you cry.I'm sorry I let you go.I'm sorry I cared for you.I'm sorry I loved you.I'm sorry I distracted you.I'm sorry I lied to you.I'm sorry I disrespect you.I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to.But My Heart Matters More.____________________________________________________$$____________$$________________________$$$__$_$$____$$_$__$$$____________________$__$__$$__$__$__$$__$__$___________________$__$$$_$__$$$$__$_$$$_$$__________________$$$$_____$$$__$$$_____$$$$________________$__$________$__$________$__$_______________$__$_________$$_________$__$________________$$__________$$__________$$$_______________$__$_____$$$$__$$$$_____$__$_______________$__$____$$$$$$$$$$$$____$__$________________$$$$____$$$$$$$$$$____$$$$__________________$__$____$$$$$$$$____$__$___________________$__$_____$$$$$$_____$__$____________________$$$$_____$$$$_____$$$$______________________$__$_____$$_____$__$_________________
Mind...Body...Heart.My Mind is wise.My Body is better.But my Heart is still healing.My Mind is racding.My Body is walking.But my Heart is asleep.My Mind cares.My Body doesn't.But my Heart is neutral.My Mind sings.My Body hums.But my Heart screams.My Mind has grown.My Body has healed.But my heart has scars.My Mind understands.My Body knows.But my Heart is lost. If Only My Heart Didin't Mess With The Balance.
The Past The place is Here,An the time is Now,Hold on to the pastand it'll drag you down.Repeating,Over and over,Like an out-of-date tapeset on replay.Then place is hereAnd the time is Now,If you don't het up and stopthe tape,You'll be the one to suffer. THE PLACE IS HEREAND THE TIME IS NOW.